I wipe the blood from my hands onto my white shirt, "it's done Frankie!" I say happily, knowing he would be proud of me.

We have always hated this man, and here he was. lying. in. a. pool. of. blood. "He certainly does look like you." I say turning to Frank, "Jesus, Xan. I love you." he says kissing me.

Frank is always so cold, but it's okay, I am used to it now. I have no problem with blood, my parents.... I haven't seen them in months. I don't remember how long I was alone for.

"Somewhere over the rainbow...." I begin to sing, whilst holding Franks hand through the back alleyways of New Jersey, "Xantia. You can have your pick of who to kill tomorrow, okay?" Frank says and I smile with glee.

Frankie usually doesn't let me pick, I'm normally the one following orders. his orders. I am fine with it, along as he stays with me and doesn't leave I am fine.

"Frankie, I want to go and see my parents." I say and he stops, "why would you want to see them?!" He growls tightening the grip on my hand.

"Frank... you're hurting me." I say looking at him, his eyes turn completely black when he is angry. "I'm sorry." I say and his expression softens.

As long as Frankie loves me, then I am fine to do his killing.

Notes

The return of my super short first chapter!! Mwahahahaha! They will get longer I promise. <3

- xoxo B